I am the long lost child of Oprah and Gayle Winfrey-King. Unfortunately, I am still lost and have yet to inherit my gazillion dollar trust fund. This unfortunate incident, coupled with my love for luxurious fashion has led me to learn how to mix high street fashion with the occasional designer pieces. So until the day that my parents decide to find me, welcome to my version of fashion with a somewhat lax budget. Enjoy!

Sunday, June 17, 2012

For reasons better left undiscussed, my weave and I decided to part ways for the summer. I am getting used to wearing my hair again and extremely curious to see if I end up changing the way I dress based on my new hairstyle.

But for now, I allowed my hubby to dress me. His outfit for moi, was a departure from my norm, but I really liked!

He wanted an Aaliyah inspired look, so I paired my Marc Jacobs hightops with my Current Elliott boyfriend jeans. This came out more 80s, no?
Also, I'm wearing an American Apparel top and a Dolce and Gabbana snake skin belt (gifted to me by my future sister-in-law)

Saturday, June 16, 2012

"Starbucks lost it's hipster cred when Hollywood cookie cutter starlets and American corporate types (you know the everyday is a blue-button down shirt day), started tooting around its styrofoam cups like it was their accepted version of crack. So now just like my purses, I prefer undisplayed brand name coffees from boutique style places".

Monday, June 11, 2012

Just as a warning-- there are going to be a lot of Lazy (insert any day of the week here) posts coming your way. Reason: It's June, which means, Houston is standing at the brink of hell waiting for the final shove into it (this happens, like clockwork, in August). And I don't do hell very well.

H&M Scarf--brought it along to cover up the sweat stains I was sure to have from being outside.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

It happened. You “landed” your prince charming, had
your fairytale wedding, and even “closed” on your castle.The only thing left now is to fill your
new castle with the patter of little feet. Or so you’ve heard. You do want children and so… you know it
is time.Even your UPS guy thinks
it’s time.And if for some reason
you refuse to acknowledge him and his friendly chatters that always end with
“thinking of babies yet?” There are articles, movies, and your omnipresent family,
reminding you— always—that you are fast approaching the age where your eggs
will be dried up.They remind you,
in no slight manner, that at your age, you might no longer be a candidate for a
scientific free conception.Yes… you
are well aware it’s time.

However, for some reason, you are not 100% sure you
want to get off birth control or start planning your life around your ovulation
cycle.You’ve always thought you will have children-- someday.You ask yourself, why the hesitation,
why the ambivalence?Why isn’t it all
disco flashbulbs when thoughts of having children creep into your head?You worry you might be missing a
gene.And you very well might
be.But as your modern day fairy
god mother, I only have sparkle dust news; so I will venture to say, there is probably
nothing wrong with you.And I can
say this because, over the years, I have rounded up some Thoughts to Expect
When You're Thinking of Expecting from conversations with other women that
are in your exact position.It
seems ambivalence and not so Mother Theresa thoughts regarding childbirth are
very prevalent. We are just not
talking about it.So here you go;
and… you are welcome:

THOUGHTS:

“Growing up, Riding in Cars with Boys was always followed by Praying without ceasing. How
am I supposed to now want pregnancy, when I have spent a better part of my life
asking God not to make me pregnant?

“Thank God for Beyonce. If Ms.
Bootylicious can get back into shape a day after giving birth, there is
definitely hope for me and my before pregnancy kwashiorkor belly. Pregnancy
here I come!”

“What if it doesn’t fit? What if I don’t like my
baby or worse, my baby does not like me? It’s not like I can return
it… I once returned bread at HEB because I forgot I started the
Atkins Diet that morning. There were no issues relating to my return and I was
forever grateful.I am a HUGE, HUGE fan of return policies. I simply cannot
make purchases without them. And a baby is a major purchase, hence, my barren
state.”

“If I get off birth control, I wonder if my
seventeen year old pimply face will reappear once again. Oh dear, I cannot go
back there.I cannot be fighting
pimples and wrinkles at the same time. Is having a baby worth all of this.I really should consider adopting”.

“I cannot wait! Hopefully I birth my best
friend. Don't tell anyone, but I really did have an affinity
for the show, Gilmore Girls. God, please let me have a girl.
Specifically, let me have one that appreciates the beauty and simplicity of a
Halston and the glittery, sexy hoopla of a Versace. I need someone
to inherit, WITH A HAPPY FACE, all the shit I have spent my money on. Since I
no longer have any left to leave much of an
inheritance. ”

"My nipples-- specifically sucking on my
nipples-- is my gateway for great sex. How the hell am I supposed to be
comfortable with the idea of using them to breast feed an infant?"

“God,
I cannot wait for maternity leave! Shit... I cannot wait to pull a Jessica
Simpson and eat a football field's worth of food during my pregnancy.”

“Yes, I am married. And I think my husband is
the cat’s meow. But I also feel it will be a disservice to my unborn child, if
I do not visit a couple of sperm banks to check out their selections.
It’s a possibility that they might have a better selection than what my
husband’s traits are offering and I want my children to have all the advantages they
can possibly have, starting with genetics. ”

“I’m the politician of child birth, a flip flopper
like no other. On certain days I cannot wait to parade around with a
mini me, ala Halle. And then on other days, I will rather spend my
monies on child free European vacations and not on daycare and ballet classes.
I really just don't know about it all..."

“I guess it’s time.No marching band, no fireworks, and no inner heart parties
saluting my decision.It’s just flat
line me…well… such as life!”

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Lighting in camera was still being fixed but nothing could stop the FLOWERS GALORE of this dress from dazzling
Dress by Albert Nipon for Bergdorf Goodman (vintage)

Belt from Dior

Paired dress with Manolo Blahnik slides. I'm probably going to retire these sandals soon and only take it out for very special occasions since it is starting to show signs of age:(
Oh dear... what to replace it with???

Just so I do not stare at Thirty-somethings when they start yapping, I peruse these sites daily

About Me

I am the long lost child of Oprah and Gayle Winfrey-King. Unfortunately, I am still lost and have yet to inherit my gazillion dollar trust fund. This unfortunate incident, coupled with my love for luxurious fashion has led me to learn how to mix high street fashion with the occasional designer pieces. So until the day that my parents decide to find me, welcome to my version of fashion with a somewhat lax budget. Enjoy!